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Chapter ten

Two weeks had passed since England asked Prussia to talk to Canada, and from what he heard the conversation had not gone too well between the young couple. The fact that Canada had come over to his house for the spell was testimony enough to this. The girl sat in the parlor, sipping a warm drink England gave her and waiting for the house owner to return from the basement.

Shortly after she arrived, England went down to the basement to prepare everything for the spell, but the clock on the kitchen wall told Canada that it had been almost an hour since he left down the stairs. Wondering if by chance she should see if he was alright, she cautiously got up from her seat and walked to the door. Before she could try the lock, England opened the door and looked at her slightly surprised to be standing there.

"Oh, there you are. I was just about to come get you," England said while motioning the girl to join him downstairs. She followed to the basement, where she swallowed upon seeing the room. The basement consisted of mostly a single, large room with stone walls and floor. Against most of the walls stood several chests and shelves filled with books and other items, while charts and other intriguing maps hung in between the shelves. Littering the floor in the center were several candles already lit, the only source of light in the room. Upon closer inspection, she realized that lines of chalk lead between the candles and to a ceramic bowl in the center of a star.

"Alright, Canada, walk this way. And whatever you do try not to scuff any of the lines," England instructed while showing Canada to walk into the center of the star with him. Canada did as she was told, her heart racing with adrenaline.

England stood across from her, the bowl separating them. He took several breaths to calm himself and prepare for the spell, causing Canada to do the same out of nervousness. After this, England ceremoniously closed his eyes and began to repeat the verses he memorized for the spellbook. As he spoke, the flames surrounding them began to rise up and change colors; terrifying the young girl. Then when England finished the last of the verse, the ingredients in the bowl suddenly caught on fire, bringing a gasp from the Canadian.

"Stay where you are," England ordered as he carefully lifted the bowl up above their heads. Canada stayed still, paralyzed by the fear of what was to happen next. Instinctually she bowed her head, her eyes shout and mouth open as if to scream for help, but no noise came out. England then carefully spilled the sparks and ashes onto Canada's head, bringing a shiver of fear from the girl. She then regained the movement in her arms only to pat down on her head to make sure that her hair had not caught aflame.

Before she could check, however, England again told her not to move before starting another verse of the spell. Several moments later, England ended the spell and all of the candles blew out at once.

With the spell over, Canada slowly sunk to the floor and checked her head. Her hair was still there, the same length from before the spell, which gave her some relief. On the other side of the room she could here England fumbling with something, only to in a couple more seconds see him holding a lit candle.

"Are you alright love?" England asked while shaking Canada's shoulders slightly. Canada nodded, still too fearful from witnessing the spell to speak. England nodded at this and helped Canada to her feet, saying that they should go upstairs now. Taking his hand, they retreated back to the parlor, where they both had something to drink.

In the light, however, Canada realized the she was still a girl. Concerned about this, she asked England for an explanation. To this England said, "Well, the spell did work, I think, it's simply that it will take a little bit of time for the spell to actually take effect."

"How much time?" Canada asked, unsure by what he meant by "a little bit."

"A couple days, no more than four no less than two," England said casually. Canada frowned slightly at this, expecting that the spell would work immediately. On the other side, it was still better than having to wait a long time. After thinking some more on the subject, Canada gave out a slight yawn. The spell had taken a lot out of her, even if she did not do too much.

With this, she thanked England for his help and since it was already in the evening asked if she could spend the night. England said that that was fine and showed her to a spare room she could use. Once in the room, she walked straight to the bed and fell onto it; staying awake long enough to wrap the covers over herself.

She awoke and left early the next morning, wishing to reach her house before the afternoon was gone. The travel home was relatively uneventful, which did not bother her too much, but she was certainly surprised when she reached her house. What surprised her was seeing a black rental pulled up in her driveway, with Prussia in the driver's seat.

So what's Prussia want?

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